"What do you want me to do? As long as you can do it, you can do it." Ning An whispered.

Mo Xiu scoffed: "What can you do?"

Ning An had no confidence. She knew that she could not do anything now.

"My shoulders are sour." Mo Xiu said lightly.

Ning An was clear: "I can help you rub it, if you don't dislike it."

"Yes." Mo Xiu leaned against the wheelchair and closed his eyes.

Ning An walked behind Mo Xiu with Xiao Duo's support and touched his shoulders. She patiently pressed him: "If the force is not suitable, tell me."

She hasn't pressed her shoulders on someone else for a long time.

The last time was six years ago.

Song Shaoyan was very pretentious and decent back then. When he was a little tired of work, he would ask her to give him a massage when he got home. He would sit on the sofa with great pleasure, with a happy expression.

She could not massage her, but after marrying Song Shaoyan, she would do a lot of things she didn't know. She thought she would be nice to him, he would change his mind and be nice to her.

But in that marriage, she gave her sincerity, but he ignored it.

She loved him, but he had never loved her any more.

His heart is all over Gu Huiyin.

Gu Huiyin is clearly the third party in their marriage, but she lives like a mistress who is involved in love.

"Can you be gentle?" Mo Xiu said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry." Ning An realized that he was distracted, "I'll be careful."

Although Ning'an couldn't see it, he gradually became proficient and his techniques were no longer unfamiliar.

"Mr. Mo, is it dark?" Ning An asked.

Mo Xiu closed his eyes and said "yes".

Ning An was not familiar with him and didn't know what to talk to him. He was afraid of being choked by him, so he simply stopped talking.

After pressing for a long time, Ning An's arms were sore. Mo Xiu didn't even speak or shout "Stop".

Ning'an kept pressing.

Finally, she couldn't stand it herself: "Mr. Mo, is it OK?"

Mo Xiu then opened his eyes: "Okay."

"Is the technique and strength okay? If it is not very good, please forgive me."

“Average.”

After saying that, Mo Xiu left in the wheelchair.

...

After living under the same roof for a few days, Ning An gradually became familiar with the Mo family's house and Mo Xiu's temper.

Her eyes were not healed yet and she could see nothing, but she could walk freely in her bedroom.

Mo Xiu was very busy and didn’t have much time at home, so Jiang Ci would come over occasionally.

But as long as Mo Xiu comes back, he will ask Ning An to massage his shoulders. When it gets too much, Ning An will also ask Ning An to massage his legs.

Ning An would not care about him. No matter what, Mo Xiu was her savior, and he was still a disabled person.

When he became familiar with him, Ning An would talk to him and he would reply.

It was noon this day.

Ning An saw that Mo Xiu was not angry and seemed to be in a good mood, so he would pick up food for her.

So she said carefully: "Mr. Mo, will you come back tonight? Can you bring me something?"

"What?"

"Can I bring me a Mickey? Don't be too big, just a small one." Ning An thought of his daughter, thinking very much, "My daughter has one, which I bought for her, and I can't see her now... I miss her very much, holding Mickey is like holding her."
Chapter completed!